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being a black girl in fandom sucks sometimes cause like most stuff is written/drawn etc etc from a white skinned woman perspective and that’s literally fine because a lot of people who are writing are in fact white but also it makes it really hard for me and every time i say that people make me feel like shit for having that thought 😕.

unplanned creampies could be more fun than deliberate ones i think.

the wet wrap of your walls seize him whole, and gaz can no longer hold back. slurred apologies slip from the cracks of his teeth, his hips unrelenting as he fucks you—pulling almost all the way out before bullying his cock back in you.

your tits are so sensitive, nipples throbbing angrily with how much they’ve been nipped and sucked on, and gaz feels drunk as he watches the way they jostle every time he fucks you.

you’re a sight to behold; your pussy so good it has him going cross-eyed. so his orgasm hits him hard.

he feels it bloat, of course, peaking from the base of his spine and sliding along his synapses like molten lava. it’s dizzying. electric.

“pull out—” you whimper, clawing his back. “kyle, please—”

“can’t,” gaz snarls back, his breaths running ragged. sharp. “s’too good, can’t pull out—sorry. m’sorry—”

you feel the final thrust in, the way his cock splits your walls, nestling deep, nuzzling far. your scream is torn from the base of your throat, scratching, burning.

the first spurt was…

it was delicious.

𖥔 ݁ ˖ 🫐 *ੈ.

Sudanese gfm

These are some Sudanese gfm that need your attention and their profiles; i will update the post if I find new fgm for Sudan.

FAMILIES WHO NEED TO FLEE THE WAR

1: Help Aalaa's family escape to safety

Aalaa's twitter accaunt

2: Help Abudjana rebuild after war

3: Help Mohamed leave Sudan

His twitter accaunt

5: Help Asjad and her Family Escape War in Sudan

Her twitter accaunt

6: Help Randa's Family flee war in Sudan

Her twitter accaunt

@rnd8

7: Help Asala and her family evacuate from Sudan

8: Support a community in Sudan

Twitter accaunt

9: Help support families in Kassab IDP camp

10: Help Jameela and her family escape the war in Sudan

11: Help a family escape the war in Sudan: one member suffers from Dystonia

12: Help Sai's family escape the war in Sudan

Twitter Accaunt

13: Help a family of eight to escape the war in Sudan

14: Support South Sudanese Evacuation from Sudan

15: Emergency funds for a family

16: Support Sakina's Family's Journey to Safety

Twitter accaunt

17: Help a mother and her two children escape the war in Sudan

18: Help-15-families evacuate El-Fashir, Darfur

19: Help a Sudanese family escape from war

Twitter accaunt

20: Help Ahmeds family to escape warzone in Sudan

21: Help a sudanese family with two autistic children escape war

22: Help a family of six escape Sudan

23: Help a family with two children evacuate from Sudan

Twitter accaunt

SUPPORT PEOPLE ON THE GROUD

1: Support Families impacted by the war

2: SUPPORT THE KHARTOUM KITCHERN

Twitter accaunt

3: The Save El Geneina initiative which aims to provide services to all Sudanese

4: Help  Eman Abdel Rahman rebuild his life after his home was destroyed (@emooz-8)

Twitter accaunt

5: Help a family rebuild after war

6: Help Displaced Sudanese Families Pay for Food and Medicine

SUPPORT REFUGEES

1: Help Sudanese refugees stranded in Olala forests, Ethiopia

IF YOU CAN'T DONATE PLEASE REPOST, THEY NEED TO GET OUT

Keep Eyes On Sudan

GFMS FOR OTHER COUNTRIES PLS CHECK

Palestine

Yemen

Congo

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"you attract what you fear"

AHHHHHH A RICH BENEFACTOR WHO WILL FUND ALL MY WEIRD CREATIVE ENDEAVOURS NOOOOOO STAY AWAYYYY

i need moreee this too perfect for only one partttt

this is an edit of my drunken thought last night but

hockey player simon is in my head right now—

thinking about how you are watching from the seats closest to the rink, and startling when he body-slams an opponent against the glass protector only for your eyes to meet his when he pulled away with a quiet snarl and snapped his head up in his anger.

he couldn’t have truly seen you, you tell yourself. he’s caught up in the middle of a game, high off his adrenaline, so you are damn sure that he didn’t really catalogue the interaction. that it was a fluke—eyes meet without the conscious awareness from the brains, you know that.

but.

riley (41) somehow began to gravitate towards your end of the rink, only slipping away for assists or to catch his mark. sure, the seat you chose was close to the ones that are angled well to the goal so perhaps that’s why he kept coming back, but there’s something electrifying at seeing the way he scans the crowd during the two-minute breaks, stopping when his eyes finally rest on you, before he skates away.

it makes your heart flutter, blood jumping as your mind runs with imaginations. you try smothering the blooming hope that maybe, just maybe, this man you idolize somehow is attracted to you. that somehow, amidst the craze and the adrenaline, you were able to leave such an imprint on him.

but the game rages on, with specgru managing to carve a tie against their opponents with mactavish (91) scoring a point. it makes the arena shake as screams and jumps erupt from your side of the rink; horns blaring as victory now seemed to be on the horizon. even the goalie, price (2), runs to mactavish, tapping his bucket, fond even in his excitement.

time runs. you swallow, parched, your eyes flicking between the screens and the rink itself as the tension reached new heights. your friend holds your hand, her nails digging into your skin, but you don’t even notice as you clock in riley’s fast skating, his blades slashing against the ice with intense ferocity.

garrick (33) passed the puck, and riley receives it.

your throat constricts, your eyes going wide. you plant your feet onto the floor, unconsciously tensing your muscles. your eyes follow his move, watching the way he devours the space to get to the best shooting spot—that sliver of angle in front of you.

you watch with bated breath, palm over your chest, but it takes your friend shaking you to realize what’s going on.

the roaring of the stage is all of a sudden muffled as your mind catches up to your eyes, now finding meaning to what exactly it is you’re seeing. your friend is screaming your name but you’re deaf to it all, focused only on the man before you.

riley, the man that he is, points at you. then he turns, swinging his lumber, sending the puck flying past the goalie’s legs and into the net.

it happened so fast—barely a second or two—riley’s point and his score—but it unfolded so clearly before your eyes and victory sings in your blood.

“what was that!?” your friend screeches, pulling you up now that the game has reached its end with the specgru claiming their second win.

you try to tell her that you don’t know, that you don’t even understand what the hell actually just happened, but your voice refuses to form and your mind is back to buffering and riley is still staring at you—

jesus.

he is still staring at you.

god—

guys idek what this was but i woke up and saw bulletpoints of a thought so uhhh heres an attempt 😭

I don't know which version I like more

18+ MDNI

“Ahh... so fuckin’ tight... You ok, love?” he asks while panting above you as he feels the resistance of your walls while he’s halfway inside. 

“ ‘s so big, Si.” you breathe out as tears prickle the corner of your eyes. 

“Fuck! You're clenching too hard!” he grunts at the vise grip of your warm walls around his throbbing cock followed by a low chuckle. 

“I... I can’t help it, Si.” you hiccup, holding onto him tightly as the wide stretch stings your inner walls. 

He grabs the back of your knees and hoists your legs up on his broad shoulders.

“Just let go, dove. You can do it.” he coos, pinching and rubbing your puffy sensitive clit.

“It’ll fit, lovie. Don't worry.” he groans, clutching the pillow beside your head and thrusting his hips into yours. 

“That’s it. Attagirl.” he praises as he feels you loosen up a bit while sliding in deeper and deeper. 

You gasp out while digging your nails into his biceps as the aching pleasure increases. 

“Told you, dove... this pussy was made f’me... so perfect.” he murmurs while kissing you softly as he finally bottoms out deep inside you, his leaking swollen tip reaching your spongy cervix and you moan at the burning, yet delightful sensation. 

“Hmm... can we stay like this for a while?” you hum while batting your lashes at him so sweetly.

“ ‘course, love. As long as you want.” he agrees before leaning in for a tender kiss. 

comments/reblogs are greatly appreciated ♥ 

rapper!onyankopon.

just some head canons i have.

in my head im imagining a blend of dave and fridayy, where he can sing as well (he got variety!). same universe as my musicproducer!connie fic but reader is not famous here, as opposed to w/ connie’s. (lol i gave her a last name too—davis.) in my mind, im picturing ony from the uk and connie from ny.

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rapper!ony who first pops up on the scene in a music video of his friend connie’s song. he wasn’t featured on the track, but rather just in the background getting hype with everyone else.

but y’all know how the girlies get when a fine black man/woman/person start trending.

rapper!ony who wasn’t shy about his craft, but just wasn’t big on social media. his agent hated it, he loved it. he simply released music, let people know, and then went about his business.

rapper!ony was trending and although he didn’t take this as an opportunity to get in his social media bag, his best friend, musicproducer!connie did!

rapper!ony who goes from a couple thousand people knowing what he does to over a million people screaming his lyrics at they’re phones on tiktok in ONE night.

“bro, you can’t even get mad at me gang!” connie yelled from his shower. ony was sitting outside, accosting his friend for what he did. “you said you didn’t care what happened to the project!”

“but tell me if you gon post it and make it a whole thing, nigga damn!” ony yelled back.

rapper!ony who now has to adjust to his quickly rising popularity. he has yet to know the number of artists looking for a feature; and he doesn’t know that he secretly has some of these industry boys shaking in their boots because where the hell he come from?

no, rapper!ony is too busy focusing on whyyy they’re a million fan edits of him across tiktok and instagram. clips of him from his streams, connie’s videos, and his other friend’s content.

ony groans as connie’s message banner pops up on his phone, the message being a link to a tiktok. when he clicked it, it was a fan edit of him using his song ‘when it comes to you’. “bro, who keeps sending these to you, man?!” ony exclaimed. connie heard it from his room and snickered.

rapper!ony who had to adjust to being the attention at these red carpet events. he usually just walked behind connie and his girl, along with the rest of the entourage but now he is getting stopped for photographs.

there’s nothing like listening to music live. so rapper!ony puts on a fake smile and pushes through the crowded carpet to get inside. he waves to people he’s worked with, artists, and fans who called out to him. all so he can hear some music.

he sees connie holding hands with his girlfriend, both of them making goofy faces at the cameras. he softly smiles at the couple, but before he could make way, connie somehow senses him and turns to him “ony! ven aquí!” damn!

rapper!ony who doesn’t expect much from the awards show. just to go, support connie, and go home. he was nominated,yeah, but he was also in the category with some of the most popular artists right now…so he wasn’t feeling all that confident.

rapper!ony who is shocked as shocked can be when his name is called from the podium for best new artist.

“F**CK YEAH!” connie yelled, jumping up from his seat along with his girl and the rest of the table—aran, zora, jean, armin, and mikasa.

rapper!ony who walks up on stage with connie who is still screaming from excitement.

“uhhh, i’m not gonna lie, mans weren’t expecting to win still.” ony laughed, running a hand over his fresh waves. the audience laughed with him.

“first i would like to thank God, the most high who has blessed me with this amazing opportunity. i want to thank my people for having my back; connie—this man,” ony pointed behind him to connie, who was full out filming the moment on his phone.

“who told me on a random day when we were cleaning out our college dorm room that if we made a project together we would be the new heartthrobs of the generation. connie i thank you for being you; having my back and working alongside me. my brother for life, that is.” connie screamed, and so did his girlfriend from the audience as the claps poured in.

“and finally, i want to thank my heart in human form. the woman who made all of this possible, y/n davis. she don’t like the attention so im gonna hear bout this name drop when i get home. but babes, i love you, and thank you for being my rib. i owe you the world and more. and to her parents, thank you for my better half. thank you lot again. love!” ony raised his hand with the award, smiling and waving to the crowd and cameras as he walked to the back.

meanwhile, across the country, cuddled up in her bed was y/n, who was watching the award show before going to sleep. she had expressed to ony she wasn’t too sure about going, not liking the cameras and attention. he reassured her it was okay because there wasn’t any way he would be winning with who else was in the category.

so…safe to say when you saw your boyfriend on the stage with the award in his hand, you could not contain your shock and excitement. you jumped out of bed screaming and quickly getting to your phone camera to record the tv. squeals and “yeah baby” was all you could say as he gave connie his thanks.

but then… when you heard him say your name, for everyone around the world to hear, everything just turned to shock as your phone fell from your frozen hands, still recording. you were stunned. he said your name. your government name. on national television.

“ONY!!!”

Happiness Will Come To You.

jujutsu kaisen pound town

MDNI!! CW: pls don’t read this if you don’t like porn links (also working on my masterlist)

Toji Fushiguro

Feeling his big length

Have him pound into your ass

Riding him in the living room of your house

Treating you like a slut

Fucking you into the sheets

Loud enough the neighbors could hear you

Satoru Gojo

Riding him in front of a mirror

Car sex with him

Sucking him off in his bedroom

How you guys first met

Pounding into you in the middle of the living room

Move night turns into fuck night

Geto Suguru

Slapping your ass from behind

Finger you in the morning

Fucking you in the back seat of a car

Fucking you into the couch

Using no protection

Eating you out

Choso kamo

Riding him reverse cowgirl style

Needy in the morning

Wearing a school girl uniform for him

Fucking you while you play the game for him

Letting him cum inside

Finger you

Reblog if you’re Black for good luck

please lucky potato 🥔

The US and UK are now bombing Yemen because the country had the courage to fight for Palestine and stop the genocide by targeting the ships on the sea that provides weapons to Israel. The cruelty of the US is immeasurably evil and petty because this is also the same empire that backed the UAE/KSA coalition that bombarded Yemen and starved the people forcing the children to suffer from malnutrition for years and now decides to bomb the same country again so Israel can continue unabated in committing genocide and ethnic cleansing.

"for the record, not a single person is accepting "i don't know enough" as an excuse anymore. you know, we going on nearly 80 days, you've seen enough dead children, mutilated bodies, infographs with insane numbers, displaced people walking miles to another unsafe place. bodies under rubble. you've seen enough. you know enough forreal."

Kehlani, always ❤️🇵🇸

Just to be abundantly clear,

This Account Stands With Palestine.

koshka || mafia!Bucky x reader

Warnings: JESUS. Um, where to start? Definite bdsm mentions, usage. Let’s get a big part out of the way. There is a gangbang in here. A lot of unprotected sex. Fingering. Squirting. Dildo usage. Hitachi. Restraints. A lot of cum shots. Butt plug. Anal. Double penetration. Triple penetration (mouth, anal, vaginal). Anal creampies. Titty fucking. Daddy kink (Bucky brings it out in me). Masturbating (briefly). Aftercare. More sex in tub. Vaginal creampies (both Bucky). Overstimulation. Flogger usage. Brief pregnancy kink (if you squint). All VERY consensual. Not proofread.

Summary: Bucky was trying to broker a peace deal, and neither of you are sure whose idea it became, but you became the peace offering. All of the other major players in the underworld would get their time with you. A way of Bucky showing that he was willing to concede if they were, after signing contracts, of course. This is, by far, the most debaucherous thing I have written. I’ve had this scenario in my head for a while now. Started writing and it just poured out. If you guys like this, I will probably keep mafia!bucky and koshka on the back burner for my more filthy thots. This is also my first time writing mafia!bucky, and I didn’t hate it.

Koshka = kitten in Russian

DIVIDER CURTESY OF @firefly-graphics (they probably get tired of me tagging them for this, but the things they have are AMAZING

Bucky loved the way you looked at him as he buttoned up his pressed white shirt, still in bed with your beautiful legs tangled into the sheets and your hair splayed across his pillow as you inhaled the scent of him from it. You looked so shy. Innocent. But you were anything but. 

Once he slipped on his cufflinks, he crawled on all fours across the bed until he was caging you in and the tip of his nose traveled along the length of your neck before he kissed that sensitive spot beneath your ear, “Good morning, koshka. I hope you’re ready for my business meeting later today.” His large blue eyes looked at you lovingly, “Are you sure it’s still okay? If not I will put a stop to it right here, right now. You know that, right”

The idea had you feeling shy, but you couldn’t deny the rush of arousal that flooded your system as you thought about it. Your cheeks heated up before peeking up at him, “M’very sure James.”

“I love how sweet you look, face all flushed with embarrassment at the thought of how greedy you are. I’ll see you in a few hours, koshka. And then…well, a little business and pleasure never hurts.” His lips trailed down your neck the same time his hand pulled down on the comforter. As he did, exposing his favorite pair of tits, he licked and sucked the tender flesh until your body was awake for him and he groaned, breaking the contact and resting his head in the middle of your chest. You heard a mumble, “I gotta go, koshka, but I’ll be back soon.”

As he walked to the bedroom door, he watched you pull the blanket off and stretch out. His eyes landed on the soft, sweet mound between your legs, “Do me a favor today.”

“Hmmm?” Your back arched off the mattress.

He licked his lips, “Don’t put on any clothes. Spend your morning like that, because it would be a crime if you put clothes on and covered perfection.”

He opened the door and slipped out. You laughed, knowing full well that he was going to his office downstairs. The house was empty today though. He made sure of that, considering what was happening later. Getting out of bed, you headed to the bathroom. You knew you wanted to spend the next hour soaking in the tub, exfoliating, and putting on the lotion that Bucky loved smelling on your skin. He always said it made you even more edible. 

Then, you stayed in bed reading until you heard his voice calling out your name. A small smile worked its way to your lips as you stood and slipped on your floor length silk robe, leaving it untied to give him the tease of your full tits and your nipples hard beneath the silk with your bare pussy on display. Coming to the top of the stairs, you saw Bucky with a few gentlemen. He saw you and a wolffish smile took over his features, “Gentlemen, the lady of the hour. My queen.”

They turned around to look at you, averting their eyes momentarily before they remembered why they were here. They were all attractive, sure. However, they were not your Bucky. You walked down the stairs slowly to him and he wrapped you in his arms and pulled you towards him before kissing you passionately and possessively before murmuring, “If you’ll excuse me gentlemen, I will go ahead and get her ready. I’ll be back shortly if you’d like to join the others.”

They walked away reluctantly as Bucky gently steered you down the hall in the opposite direction, bringing you to the door of your favorite room. He opened it and you saw the padded table with the restraints resting on top of it and hanging from the ceiling above. As his hands slipped your robe from your shoulders, his lips ghosted the skin along the nape of your neck while whispering, “Get on the table for me, koshka. On your back. Head slightly off the side. That beautiful face needs to be available to fuck, okay?”

Your legs were shaking with anticipation quickly as you walked towards the table, climbing on top of it, before doing as you were told. You were on your back, head slightly hanging off of one end and ass just a bit off the other. Bucky’s hand traveled down your sternum and down the soft tissue of your stomach before teasing your already aching pussy and traveling down your left leg, lifting it up. He pulled it outwards and used a leather cuff restraint to lock your ankle in place before reaching up and using another leather restraint around your thigh, effectively locking your leg in place. He repeated the same with your right leg and used a soft leather strap to hold your waist before finally locking your wrists so that your arms were spread out. Last but not least, he lifted your head and placed a soft pillow beneath it to give you cushion against the table edge. 

“Time to get my little koshka ready, isn’t that right?”

Your pussy spasmed in response before you could even talk, your legs so spread that Bucky spotted the small motion easily. He chuckled darkly, “You’re a fucking vision. It’s no wonder they all wished to accept this peace treaty. Having their dick anywhere near something so…ethereal. So…” His middle finger sank into your folds, eagerly pulling him in as you moaned at the contact before he pulled his hand back and greedily sucked your slick from his finger, “delicious. The idea is enough to drive a man mad. Trust me, I would know. So. Are you ready, koshka? Are you ready to be a perfect doll, a plaything, for all of daddy’s big, bad friends?”

His fingers messily rubbed your pussy, spreading around the sheen of your arousal while getting you more heated with the sporadic contact with your always sensitive clit. You shuddered as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, “Yesss. M’ready daddy.”

You felt the cold of lube pressing at the tightness of your ass, but you were trained for this. Relaxing, your ass opened up to his fingers before he coated your favorite plug with more lube and slowly pressed it into you as his free hand kept playing with your pussy. The stretch was instant and your pussy gushed at the promise of what was to come. His middle finger plunged back into your pussy, joined with his ring finger, “So wet for all those faceless cocks stuffing you full, or is it knowing that I’ll be watching you the entire time? Cock aching and leaking for you? Gonna cum for daddy to get you all nice and messy for those other men? Gonna cream my fingers or weep on my hand, koshka? Personally, I think that pussy is gonna weep for me.”

The combination of your ass filled and his fingers driving into you stroking your g spot as he told you such filthy things was enough to quickly send you over. Your moans and sounds were indiscernible until you shouted his name, squirting all over his hand and reverberating in the aftershocks of his fingers rubbing your cum all over your pussy. You could feel it puddling around your ass as well. You wished you could see how he was looking at you.

He walked around to look down at your face with those beautiful blue eyes you loved so much. His voice was rough with his own arousal, “Good girl. And remember, you want this to stop, say the word. It’ll end immediately. I’ll make sure of it.”

With that, he kissed you and headed out. Your eyes could only see so much. Namely, the variety of whips and canes he had spread out on a nearby table and the drawers that you knew contained so many deliciously dark things. Meanwhile, Bucky was busy in his office, confiscating any and all phones and telling the men the rules they are to follow. The main one he stressed, aside from your safe word, was that none of them were allowed to cum inside of your pussy. They all nodded, eager to taste the queen of the most notorious mob boss on the East coast, none of them expecting a chance like this to ever fall in their lap. 

Meanwhile, as you lay there, more than ready…you heard the door open and heard a few different voices at the same time. They all commented a variation of the same thing, “Beautiful.”

The first thing you saw was Bucky sitting next to the table, a wicked smile on his face, hand palming his aching cock through his pants. Your pussy spasmed again. That was when you felt the first touch of someone who wasn’t Bucky, trailing along your leg. What you weren’t expecting was the level of fire it started within you, an ache in your lower belly. It was fueled further on by a hand roughly grabbing your right breast, a wet thumb flicking your nipple as a different, softer hand did the same with your left. Your eyes grew heavy with lust as another man came to stand before you. His dick was hard and the tip slick with precum. 

His accent was heavy as he commanded, “Open your mouth for me. Now.”

Ever the good girl, you opened your mouth wide for his cock to slip inside, the taste different from what you know from Bucky. At the same time, a cock was slipping through your wet folds, enjoying teasing your needy pussy. You moaned around the thick cock hitting the back of your throat as your pussy was stretched with another. There was a curse of pleasure as the two men took enjoyment in fucking your two available holes. The table moved slightly as another man climbed on to the table and straddled you before squirting cold lube between your heavy tits, squeezing them around his cock as he began fucking them. 

How quickly you turned into what Bucky said you would become. 

A plaything for all of daddy’s big bad friends. 

A doll. 

The man driving into your pussy angled his cock up and his thumb fell on your clit as he kept driving into you. At the same time, the man fucking your mouth let out a slew of praise, “Feels so good. So good at taking cock with your mouth.”

He buried his cock in your throat, and all you could do to keep from gagging at the lack of oxygen was swallowing his semen as it shot down the back of your throat. As he pulled back and you gasped for air, the man destroying your pussy pulled an orgasm out of you as Bucky watched on. Instead of letting you softly come down though, he kept driving into you and playing with your clit until all too quickly, you were gushing around him all the while the man fucking your tits grabbed hold of his cock and quickly finished himself off, thick ropes of cum landing on your face and tits. 

You felt the fullness of your stuffed pussy disappear and while you whimpered at first, you felt fingers pulling at the base of your plug. That was when you heard Russian. You knew enough from Bucky to know roughly what was being said, “An ass like this deserves to be fucked.”

There was more lube on your now gaped hole and the feeling of a cock pressing at your ass before slowly filling you to the brim and then some. Your eyes grew large as another man climbed atop and rammed into your pussy with far less care. Though, they both quickly descended to fucking you like animals that didn’t care what state you were left in after. 

You were about to cry out in pleasure when another cock was shoved into your open mouth. It caused you to become nothing but moans as you were filled to the peak. You grew tighter as you became more tightly wound. The way you were tightening finally managed to tip the one fucking your ass over the edge, and he let out a stream of curses as he bottomed out and emptied into your ass while at the same time the one fucking your pussy pulled out and you felt the heat of his cum land on your lower stomach and splattering on the outside of your pussy. 

At the same time, the other man using your mouth pulled out and slapped your face, causing you to moan. His accent was heavy as well as he chuckled and commented, “The devil’s queen likes a bit of pain, does she?”

As he walked around you before the next man in line for your mouth took over, you spotted Bucky stroking himself. The fact that he was getting off to you getting fucked, used, and getting cum on made your arousal start anew. You moaned out, “M’love a bit of pain. I can…I can take it.”

You heard the sound of a flogger being lifted from the table as the next faceless cock filled your mouth. The only taste on your tongue and at the back of your throat now was the mixture of cum and precum and you loved it. As your throat continued being used, you felt the kiss of the flogger on your stomach. Another of the men climbed on the table and pushed your tits together to fuck them, the cum from the previous man giving more lube, “Incredible fucking tits you’ve got access to Barnes. Can’t wait to fuck the rest of her.”

You heard Bucky’s voice, “That’s good, because she loves to be full of cock.”

Just then the flogger came down on your pussy and your eyes opened wide as you felt the silicone of a dildo prodding at your folds and bucking hard into you. One of them must have been using the rod to fuck you from afar with the dildo as the other continued to flog you. Dick sliding between your tits, the other still fucking your mouth and leaving you gagging and gasping as he’d give you a break occasionally until he pulled out of your mouth and stroked his cock while the man fucking your tits also pulled back and stroked his cock. The first one came with a grunt all over your face and tits, the second cumming on your tits and upper stomach before getting off the table. 

Soon the dildo was discarded as was the flogger and another cock was soon buried in your ass, with another once again slamming into your pussy. This time, your mouth was left alone for them to hear the sounds you were making. You watched Bucky hand one of them the hitachi wand to bring to the one fucking your pussy. As soon as it touched your clit, you were cumming hard and fast. But they weren’t satisfied. They held the hitachi down as they kept rutting into you and you started crying out for Bucky, thinking of him sitting there stroking himself to the sight of you being used and coming undone. The man holding the wand in place let up and pulled out as your pussy made a mess, squirting obscenely as your ass continued being taken until he was filling it with more cum. 

The day continued like this. You were tied up for nearly an hour before the leather cuffs came off of your wrists and waist, then your legs. They were enjoying taking their turns, watching the others ruin you as they got themselves hard all over again, leaving you an absolute mess, dripping with their cum. When they stood you up, you nearly fell. 

Bucky would have been concerned if it weren’t for your sounds of pleasure being ripped from your body. Even still, you were giving. Bucky’s blue eyes watched on as they flipped you on to your stomach on the table. 

He stood up and walked around, looking at your beautiful gaping ass, stuffed and overflowing with semen. Your inner thighs were also dripping. He had been edging himself for so long. He walked up to you, stroking his cock once more. With dominance he bellowed, “After today, no one touches my little koshka but me. Anyone get any ideas otherwise, and I will cut off your hand for considering it. This was a peace offering, but I will burn the world if anyone tries beyond this room.”

He lined himself up with your pussy and thrust into you while roughly grabbing your hair and pulling up, “Look at the men who fucked you today koshka, as you let them know whose doll you really are.”

He thrust again and you came back to life, a cry coming from you, “James! M’yours, to t-take.”

Bucky started fucking you like a man starved. Animalistic noises came out of him and his cock reached so deliciously deep inside of you. Your overstimulated pussy couldn’t handle it. And he knew that. Which is why he reached around and used his fingers on your clit and you came again and as you did, thick ropes of his cum wrecked your womb as he continued driving into you…pulling out one final orgasm before you lay there thoroughly spent and utterly exhausted. Once you fully drained him he pulled out and admired the sight of you: a fucked mess, but only him dripping from your pussy.

Bucky ushered everyone out and you weren’t sure when but he came back in and scooped you up in his arms, “You did so good playing daddy’s doll, koshka, but now I am going to clean you up and feed you. Daddy’s gonna take good care of you.”

“M’enjoyed it daddy but I only”- you yawned in a way he found endearing -“need you.”

By the time he carried you up the stairs, you were softly sleeping. He set you down on the bed, making a note to himself to strip the bedding and change it before ridding himself of his clothes. Scooping you up once more, he took you into the bathroom and stepped into the low, large tub that was already filled with warm bubbly water. As he sat, he pulled your back to his front and picked up a cup, gently dumping the hot water over your skin and rinsing away the proof of any other man slowly but surely. He used a warm rag to softly clean your face before lathering up his hands with soap and running them over your shoulders. 

A smile pulled at his lips as you stirred ever so slightly under his touch. Especially so as he took extra care to soap up your chest, his palms and fingers teasing your nipples. Bucky moved lower and you instinctively arched your back, your head falling back onto his shoulder. As one of his hands ventured lowered, you spread your legs on instinct even as you tried to protest, “James, m’so tired. Don’t think I can do another James m’sorry.”

“You’re forgetting something important, koshka…” His middle finger delved deep inside of your aching pussy, tender from the abuse it received. He lazily pumped his hand, finger driving in and out of you, pushing all of his cum either deeper inside of you or out of you into the scented bath water. His free hand still ran over the lather that covered your tits, increasing the teasing more and more as his finger stayed moving at the same speed, “I know your body and everything it is capable of handling. You can cum one more time for me kotenok, one more time. Just like this, in the tub. You and me. Your sweet pussy pulling me deeper and deeper, my hard cock digging into your back.”

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head with pleasure as he spoke. He wasn’t wrong. He was never wrong. Your pussy was desperate for him. Always. Your eyes were beginning to tear up as he continued his ministrations. You were spent. But one more, for him. You could do it.

“Come for me, koshka.”

A sob escaped you as he shifted and hit a deliciously sweet and painful spot, “I’m s’close James. I’m s’close, but I can’t.”

James knew what you needed. He always did. His arm wrapped around your waist and lifted you, easily turning you to face him before holding the base of his cock with his free hand and lowering you onto him. You shuddered at the fullness. 

Pulling you to him, his lips collided with yours and he kissed you with every emotion he felt. At the same time, he drove up into you. Water splashed over the edge of the tub and onto the floor. His tongue teased yours before he broke the kiss and his mouth fell on your neck. As a result, every little noise you made, every whimper of pleasure being wrung from your body fell on his ear. He praised you, “Did so good for me today. Gonna be a good girl and cum on daddy’s cock one more time, koshka? Let me hear how good I feel inside of you. Beautiful little koshka had so much cock today that she doesn’t have anything left for daddy’s? It’s okay, because daddy has so much left for you. Gonna fuck you till your pregnant with my child”-

That was the reason no one else was allowed to cum inside your pussy today. Bucky had been trying to fuck a child into you. His child. And god, if you didn’t love it. And now? In such an emotional state? A sob escaped you just as he hit that pleasure spot deep inside. You came to life just enough, “P-please daddy, please!”

His hands gripped tightly into your flesh, “Please what, koshka?”

“F-fuck me t-till I’m pregnant with your baby.”

“You gonna be a good girl and cum for me then, koshka?”

You only lasted for a few breaths more before the most animalistic cry came from you as he finally tore your orgasm from you, chasing his own at the sight and once again filling you to the brim. At that, he stilled and encouraged you to lay against his chest. Bucky lay back against the tub while cradling you, leaving his cock buried in you to hold his cum inside. Turning on the tap, he added more hot water and stroked your back, letting you sleep. 

He’d feed you after you had your rest. 

Besides, this? This was everything to him. You were everything to him. 

Behind The Mask, onyankopon.

Friday The 13th, a night for scares and laughter with your friends took a crazy turn you’d never thought it would. Yet you wouldn’t trade this thrilling experience for anything else.

the night started off chilly. the line to get into the most gut wrenching haunted forest was moving agonizingly slow, everyone taking on the challenge to see if they’d evade the crazy psychos and monsters until the end. winning a cash prize of $500. the only thing keeping you sane was the cozy outfit you chose, the rounds of hot chocolate, and the jokes your friends made about who’d most likely lose their shit once their inside. as you and your friends moved closer towards the attraction sounds of fear grew louder, the screams, chainsaws, spine-chilling laughter. your own heart beginning to race to the thrill of finally entering behind those large wooden doors of the haunted campsite, the feeling of eyes on you from afar. sending chills throughout your body, hairs raising on your neck.

your eyes darting at the people around you, until they’d landed on the premises. a tall figure lurking and outline by the light in of the one the abandoned cabins located in the forest, until fully disappearing into the darkness of the shadows at the flick of your eyes. yet the feeling of someone watching you never left, leaving you anxious of what was to come once you entered. a distant voice pulling you out your thoughts, “3 more, right in front of the door!” the director motioned you, your two friends forward. you signed a waiver and placed your belongings into your assigned cubby.

smoke pouring out from the creaking doors as they open, distant howls as the dark spooky forest is revealed. leaves crunching beneath your feet as you quietly look over your surroundings, the forest almost calm and quiet. that is until hands appear from below, bones cracking as zombies stood to their feet. moaning and groaning as they stalked towards the group, leaving you all clutching each other. shuffling back towards those large doors you entered, until they were slammed shut. the sounds of clicking locks letting you know there wasn’t any other way but through.

the ringing of a chainsaw caught all of your attention, eyes widening as your fight or flight senses kicked in. turning around you were met with three figures, jason, freddy krueger, and leatherface. All of them breaking out into sprints, splitting up you and your friends. cold air filling your lungs as you run as fast you can through the forest, glasses fogging up from the panicked heat coming off your skin. finding that same cabin you saw in the distance. running to it for a place of refuge and slamming the door shut, but not before the man behind the mask wedged a foot in between. shoving it open so hard that you fall to the ground from its swinging force, picking yourself back up to escape out the back door.

the knob so close you could almost taste it but instead you were inhaling the woody scent of the wall you were pushed into. his arms caging you to keep from escaping, his deep breathes can be heard from behind his mask. his big chocolate toned hands are the only thing in your sight. your breath hitching as his firm body slowly pressed into yours as he leans down to whisper in your ear, “done running miss mamas..?” his voice smooth and buttery compared to the ringing sound of chainsaws and screams in the distance. a soft plead falling from your lips, “please, let me finish..” eyes closing in fear of more jumpscares. with a deep chuckle, he pushed some of your soft tight curls from out of your face, “and let you leave already..? nah i’ve had my eye on yo ass all night.”

your eyes opening at his confession, knowing that those eyes you felt all night were his. your body heating up at his words and close proximity between you. the spooky thrill of it all oddly turning you on at the thought of this masked man. his body so firm and muscular against your, voice deep and compelling, and skin a deep chocolate. you could help but wonder what rested behind his mask. “so pretty and soft..” he breathed out, one of his warm hands running along your thigh. one final tempting plea leaving his lips, as he feels that ass of your grind back into that growing tent of his costume. “hm, thought you wanted to finish?” his lips teasing at your neck, ready to kiss and suck at that soft melanated skin.

a soft “I can’t..” leaving your lips, those soft lips curling as he smiled into your skin but you stopped him before he could go any further. “not until i see what’s behind the mask..?” a couple seconds of silence passed before the pressure of his body lifted from yours, the cool breeze of your surroundings leaving goosebumps on your skin. you turned and faced him. the mask slowly lifting to reveal his face, his chocolate skin peeking out more. followed by soft plump lips, dark brown eyes, and those bushy yet perfectly shaped brows. leaving nothing but him in all of his glory, arousal flooding your panties. a smirk pulling at his lips.

“like what you see..?” and fuck you don’t think he knew how much you did.

—

not until he had you up against the wall slutting you out, thick dick burying deep as it could. his hands cuffed behind your knees to keep you open, both of your hands wrapped around his neck while your body bounced up and down the wall as he thrusted into you. “oo-oh my fuu—!” his pelvis rolling against your clit in the best ways. his face buried into your neck as he moaned and groaned at your warm slicked walls shaping to him, “feel so fucking good..” thrusting up into you hard and deep, eyes focused on where the two of you were connected. pelvis and dick covered in glistening slick, tip nearly out of your two toned folds before pistoning back in. body pulling back to take a look at that pretty fucked out face of yours. lips red and swollen, eyebrows pinched together, mouth open. moan and whining. graphic beanie barely holding onto your head. “I- I cantttt!” whining out, thighs pushing your body up the wall to try and escape his brutal thrusts.

“un uh.. be a good girl and take it.” body weight pushing into yours, pinning your body to wall. “know this dick feel good up there diggin’ them guts out.” and indeed it did, your walls tightening around him at his words but you didn’t know how much more you could take, body growing hot as the knot tightened hard in your stomach. “Please, fuckk—” you mind freezing as tried to plead out his name, realizing you never got it. “please..” a small groan of his name ringing into your ear, almost as if he’d read your mind. “ony, it’s ony mama..”

your arms wrapping around him tight as he pounded you up in the air, hands rubbing and gripping at the stretched marked flesh of your hips and ass. clapping against his thighs as he kissed and sucked at your neck, as you finally moaned out his name. “onyy, m’bout to cummm!” your thighs tightening in his hold, ony slamming his hips against yours one last time, swirling around to stir those pulsing walls inside you. those loads moans and whines drowned out with the screams and groans of the people and actors in the forest. “just likee that, cum all on this dick” your body shaking and jolting in his hold, sucking him deep as your creamy arousal dripped down against his pelvis. the masked man giving your a few more orgasmic strokes before pulling out and leaving his sticky release all around your folds, slapping the messy residue on your clit.

ony’s brown eyes meeting yours with a breathy smile, tongue quickly swiping over his lip before he spoke. “what’s your number?”

“think imma spend the rest of spooky season with you..”

imagine this with gojo

using his mouth to tease you over and over. strong hands holding your thighs apart as they try to close, working his tongue against your clit and through your folds,

"such a pretty fucking pussy baby, so wet and all for me?"

sliding his dick through your folds, pressing the tip against your clit, teasing around your labia, holding out until you beg for him to just fucking put it in, your voice cracking with the words.

"well, since you asked so nicely princess~"

before you can even blink, before you can even take a breath it's knocked out of you from the force in which he thrusts into you-so big you swear you can feel it in your throat.

"so-fucking tight," he groans, watching as your face contorts, a scream building up in your throat, your cunt clenching around him so, so tight.

thrusting into you so hard your head spins, clawing at his back for some kind of purchase as he leans in and kisses you.

ooo chile😮‍💨

I’m so down bad...

oo chile 😮‍💨😮‍💨

Y’all parents ever whoop y’all and/or made you upset and when you’d cry they’d be like, “shut up before i give you something to cry about”??

Yeaaaa that’s definitely Onyankopon, Connie, Zoro, Law, Kid, Toji, Getou

Imagine him specifically telling you not to do something but being the brat that you are you just had to defy him & you ended getting caught.

You sat in the car with tears running down your face as your arms were covered over your chest and you had a nasty pout on your face. Your boyfriend looked over at you and shook his head, “baby I don’t know what you’re crying for I haven’t even touched you yet” he said as he reached over to grab your hand which resulted in you pulling it away before he could even make contact. You were only crying because you had been caught. He had told you to stop hanging around a group of people who weren’t really a good influence and being his princess he didn’t want you surrounded by those types of people but nooo y/n knows best. You do what you want to do which led us to now. Pulling your hand away from him made him smirk as his ‘tsk’ and say, “ I was gonna go easy on you but since you wanna act like that, imma really give you sum to cry about baby” why do you always gonna dig a bigger hole for yourself?

“O-omg! W-why are you fucking me like this” you babbled out as your face was shoved into your shared mattress. Your boyfriend knelt behind you, one strong hand placed firmly in your back as the other one was at the globe of your ass with a thumb in your puckered hole(yeaahhh it’s like that)delivering brutal backshots. “Mhmm you know why baby, you don’t fuckin listen. Now take this shit” he groaned out picking up his pace. You tried to inch away from his as it was becoming too much, you were on your third orgasm of the night. He wasn’t having any of that shit. “nah baby this what you wanted right? This why you been acting up huh? You needed a good fuckin so imma give you just that baby, now come ‘ere” he yanked your hips back towards him watching as you ass cheeks moved like water from the movement. Your moans and sobs didn’t go unheard by him. “Pa p-please I-I’m sorry! Won’t do it again” you cried out drool on the side of your mouth as you lied through your teeth. You and him both knew that wasn’t the truth, you loved to do exactly the opposite of what that man said but he didn’t mind because he was gonna check that ass every single time! The tears, the sobs, the way your small hands gripped the comforter set did something to him. Maybe is was the way you let out chocked out cries or the fact that you could look so pretty with tears down your face, ion know but it made his dick jump, “ that’s it baby! Gon head and cry fa me pretty girl! Pa gotcha”